Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 113 : The Rest of Barat.

Everyone who had attended the speech held by the priests of the Resurrection Cult had a very excited expression.

They were as excited as explorers on the verge of discovering a new continent.

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Ha, what's the point of saying it? Of course I have to go!"

"Hmm... you're going?"

"Of course, of course."

The two men who were coming out of the inn quickly confirmed each other's intentions.

"Ha, am I finally going to get some salvation from this damn life?"

The man said, looking up at the sky with his body completely relaxed.

"Hey! This person. But you shouldn't believe everything they say."

But the other man seemed to have a slightly different idea.

"No, didn't you hear what the priest said? He said there's a place for us to go when we die!"

Even if they had performed miracles, there was a place to go after death? That was something that no temple had ever said.

"No, how do they know that?"

"Look at the abilities they showed! No, it's not even healing, so how can they make a seated person stand and a blind person see!"

"Ahem... that's true, but..."

"And look at this, this holy water!"

The man took out a holy water bottle from his bosom and held it in front of his friend's eyes.

"Ah, put it away! I know. But is the world really that easy?"

The man waved his hand and got annoyed at the holy water bottle that was held in front of his eyes.

"So I'm saying let's just believe it. I mean, are they going to capture us and kill us or something?"

"Hey! I don't know!"

The man, who seemed to have been persuaded by his friend, threw his head back and said.

"Khaha! You've thought well. Let's get some salvation too!"

"Let's do it!"

The faces of the men who had clasped their hands firmly were filled with high expectations.

***

In a room full of all kinds of gems and glittering gold.

"Amarok!"

Allie, who was sitting at a large desk decorated with platinum and rubies and was flipping through documents, shot up from her seat when she recognized the person who had come to see her.

"Alas."

But even at Allie's reaction, Aman just called out Allie's real name in a calm voice.

"What brings you here? I'm so happy and all that."

Allie, who was clinging to Aman's arm, made a pleasant nasal sound, and Aman also smiled brightly.

"I have something to say."

"Hmm... what is it that you have to say that you've come all the way here?"

As Aman sat on the drawing room sofa, Allie quickly prepared tea and refreshments with magic.

"It's a flower tea from Divanos a few years ago. It should be very deliciously aged by now."

The smile never left Allie's face as she poured tea into the teacup herself.

"Thank you. Alas."

"Now, then, tell me. What is it that you've come all the way here for?"

At Aman's serious expression, Allie also hardened her expression and asked for the main point.

"The demons may have reappeared."

-Clink!

Allie, who nervously put down her teacup.

"Demons?"

"Right, demons. My father said they must have made it with an artifact left on the ground... but I don't think so."

"What?"

Urgency was evident in Allie's voice as only the conclusion came out without any context.

"Here."

Allie, who had received the small handkerchief that Aman had taken out of his bosom, carefully unfolded it.

"Ha, what is this crap?"

Aman nodded his head as if he had expected it. Just by looking at the small pieces, she seemed to have figured out what that item was at once.

"Where did you get this?"

"A mercenary guild in Citata received a request and was moving it to the capital. Of course..."

"They're all dead?"

Aman slowly nodded his head at her question.

"Two survived. No, to be exact, four."

"That's amazing. Was it something like an orc?"

Her shoulders shrugged once as if she were surprised at the rather large number of survivors.

"A wyvern."

"Sh-t."

"We agreed not to use bad words."

"No, isn't this too much to say sh-t? Isn't it?"

Even at Aman's firm scolding, Allie once again let out a curse coolly.

"A wyvern? Then you're saying this X-sized thing even controlled a wyvern? Not an orc or a goblin!!!"

There were ranks even among monsters. From monsters that were like very small creatures, to monsters that had high intelligence and weak but used magic.

But a wyvern? A wyvern was not a monster that could be seen commonly, and it was a being that was like the ruler of the sky, except for the dragons.

"Haa... Allie."

"You b-tch..."

As Aman's brow furrowed at the rough curse, Allie puffed out her cheeks and gritted her teeth.

"Okay. So? Did you catch the culprit?"

"I haven't caught him yet."

"Still? When did this happen? Ha, I shouldn't have left Citata!"

Allie blamed herself for not being able to prevent it in advance, even though it had happened from Citata.

"It's been a while. I wanted to investigate more, but..."

"But?"

"My father told me to withdraw..."

Aman flinched his shoulders at Allie's nervous voice.

"You idiot!!!”

Allie felt like she wanted to smack Aman on the back of the head in frustration.

"Are you a fool? You're so obedient to the Lord's words...!"

"You know too. It hurts when you get hit... a lot..."

"Really... ha..."

Allie, at Aman's trailing voice, lost her words and collapsed back into her seat.

"So? What do you want to do?"

"I want to investigate a little more. Who are the bastards who fearlessly entered my territory."

Aman clenched both fists. A sense of pity welled up in Allie's heart at his appearance.

"...You must be upset."

"No, I'm annoyed. I'm angry. So I want to find them all... and tear them to pieces."

"Right, you have to. You have to tear them all to pieces."

Aman's shoulders flinched slightly at her cool voice.

'She's so scary at times like this...'

***

The drawing room of the Cibus Count.

"I'll go back."

"No!"

Lucas had been repeating to Count Cibus that he would return to the academy several times already.

"Right, Lucas... your father is worried..."

Blaine, who was standing next to the Count, was also trying to stop him.

It was natural for them, as parents, to react like that, as their children had almost died in an accident at the academy they had trusted and had sent them to.

"Then please send Pola and Skir."

Lucas decided to take a step back at the Count's overly firm reaction.

"That's not happening either!"

But Count Cibus shook his head, saying that that was not happening either.

"Then I'll go with them."

"I said no!"

In the end, at Lucas's stubbornness, the Count shot up from his seat.

"Why in the world are you going! You can eat and live well enough without going to that damn academy!!!"

Count Cibus finally let out the stone that had been stuck in his heart.

"...I know."

The Count had been worried about the poor financial situation of the county when Lucas had left for the academy.

"But why!"

But Lucas also couldn't back down on this part.

"The children are having a very hard time. It seems the incident they experienced this time was a great shock."

"..."

"If they go back to the academy and live a busy life, they will gradually forget."

Pola and Skir's condition showed no signs of improving.

But if they returned to the academy, the situation might improve a little.

"Skir might also get a little better if he sees his family."

At Lucas's words, the Count's firm attitude seemed to soften a little.

"Right... it's true that the kids are having a hard time."

Blaine, who was sitting next to him, also began to support Lucas's words with a worried face.

"But it's dangerous!"

"Honey... I'm not saying you're wrong. It's just that the kids are having a hard time... and they've been doing well so far, haven't they?"

At Blaine's words, the Count began to get lost in thought, frowning.

"Please let us go. A situation like last time will not happen again."

"...When are you planning to leave?"

"Since the semester has just started, I'm planning to leave as soon as possible."

At Lucas's attitude, which seemed to have already made up his mind, the Count let out a sigh as if he had no choice.

"They say there's no parent who can win against their child, and it seems that's true."

Blaine, who had gently stroked the shoulder of the bitterly smiling Cibus, nodded her head slightly.

***

A vacant lot not far from Citata.

The people gathered there were listening to the words of the priest standing on the platform.

The purple sash wrapped around the priest's robe he was wearing fluttered like a flag every time the wind blew.

"...Therefore, we must believe and follow. We will find rest under the blessing of Yante, who leads us."

Every time the priest's words ended, the people were clasping their hands and admiring, as if possessed by something.

"Thank you once again to all of you who have come today. To express our gratitude, the leader of our Resurrection Cult and the one who will open a new world... Yante has personally come to this place!"

At the priest's words, the people gathered in the vacant lot's eyes widened.

"L-leader? You mean that leader?"

But the murmuring did not last long.

"T-there!"

As a white light began to descend from the sky, the light began to become so bright that it was more than enough to illuminate the whole world.

At the grandeur, which was as if a god were manifesting, the people unknowingly buried their heads in the ground and prostrated themselves.

"You pitiful ones..."

The voice that flowed from the mouth of the old man standing with his back to the light was so benevolent.

"I have personally come to give you rest..."

Every time he reached out his hand, the blue light that poured down was so mysterious.

"You will be embraced in my arms today and will become a warm light."

As a red light burst out at the end of his words and began to soak the people.

"Those who believe will go to Cielo!"

As a blue light burst out once more and enveloped their bodies, the whole world was dyed purple.

"Those who do not believe will fall to Barat!"

Then the people, as if possessed, got up from their seats and began to walk toward the old man.

"I believe..."

Without even knowing what words were flowing from their mouths, they were gathered before the old man and were showing their faith.

"Khukuk... yes..."

A satisfied smile began to appear on the face of the leader who was looking at them.

"Yes... you pitiful ones... I have come to save you."

A red light flashed in the leader's eyes.

"I have come to save you...!!! Leniento!!!"

At the same time as his shout, the people collapsed.

"Receive eternal rest in my arms."

A dark red beam of light extended from the leader's hand and touched the people who were lying on the ground.

The beam of light gradually grew in size and began to swallow the people.

"Receive... rest..."

As the leader took a deep breath, the beam of light connected to him swelled greatly.

"Haa..."

A long sigh that he had been holding back flowed from the leader's mouth.

As the beam of light that had enveloped the people slowly began to recede.

"You foolish... my Yante..."

The leader was no longer an old man, but a young man.

"Welcome to Cielo."

The leader, who was looking down at the people who had now shriveled up and were no longer human.

The corner of his mouth curled up slyly.

(End of Chapter)